Restless Wanderings (Open)

[Serena Varsair]

The past six hours had been some of the busiest that Serena had experienced in quite awhile. It was a Monday, so as usual, she was sick of schoolwork for the day. She didn't hate school, in fact she'd say she liked it. But Mondays just never worked for her.

But unlike back at Kocher, she hadn't really found people she could blow off steam with yet. For a turbo-battery like Serena, she couldn't take it any longer. She was gonna dress up and go out. Somewhere, not sure where. But out.

And that is why she was now walking out to the school pond as the sun was setting, dressed in her favorite brown short-sleeved jacket over a fairly covering white tank top (the jacket and top leaving her mid-section and arms below the jacket sleeves exposed, but that was about all), tight black jeans, and her brown boots.

She had worn her contacts today, so she didn't bother taking them out. In her urge to emulate her times out back at Kocher, she had even applied makeup and actually wore small earrings and her only necklace (a simple silver band with small sapphire stone; a gift from her father) because when she wanted to go out, she wanted to look her best.

She found one of the rocks around the pond and leaned against it. Some of her very smooth and well-brushed hair fell against the rock, curving against it and moving back toward her body. Though it wasn't the coolest night, the gentle breeze and the closeness to the water made it feel that way. She didn't care all that much for the water, but for once, she was actually calmed by the fish instead of frightened by them.

Serena found herself wondering if any of the fish were new, one cute little fish alone in a big unknown pond...

[Rhys Freeman]

With a job like his, he didn't need to be out dealing anymore.  No, it was too risky.  Too damn risky.  Sure, a guy like him was well equipped for dealing having the perfect spot to stow away anything that might be illegal, but it didn't make it any less risky.  If an undercover cop found him he was fucked.  He knew Justin wasn't an undercover cop, though.  He knew the fuckng idiot was just a lazy stoner and wouldn't be a risk to his livelihood, but there was always that chance that the kid was wired.  He was dumb enough in Rhys's opinion, to get busted and then put on wires.  It was a risk he was willing to take, because he wasn't chicken shit.  Rhys liked the thrill of it, and with how mainstream his life had been since he got a real job, shitty as that real job was, he could use a little thrill now and then.

He sold Justin the little bag at the edge of the pond down by Hammel, collecting his money and then started back towards his car.  That's when he noticed the girl walking at the waters edge. He stopped a moment and just watched her, debating if he should go on his way or try to make a move.  It had been a while since he'd some fun with a girl.  Every time he tried to hit on the bitch down the hall she shot him down, and he was bored with most of the girls he'd found himself hanging around lately.  That or they ended up being gay.

After a long moment of hesitation while he made an actual decisions, Rhys decided to make his way over.  Worst case scenario he wasted a few minutes.  Best case he brought some chick home and got laid. Well, maybe not home, maybe to a remote area in town, but that was neither here nor there.

"Don'tchu know hangin' by the water at night alone is a bad idea?" He called out, folding his arms over his chest as he stood a little further up from the bank.  "You fall in there ain't nobody coming after your dumb ass." Though he was taunting her, there was a playful grin creased over his lips, amusement tainting his tone. 

[Serena Varsair]

Serena hadn't taken her eyes off of the fish since arriving. Though they were evil, vile creatures, she had nonetheless begun to identify with them a bit in a way she hadn't expected. They gently swam around, making connections for a moment before swimming away. Some would play, but it would be fleeting. Serena couldn't help but wonder if that was her life at the moment.

Soon, however, a voice came that drew her from the maneuvers of the gross aquatic life. It was a guy, pretty tall, thin, nice muscles. She smiled and pulled her head and hair away from the rock, but still leaning the rest of her body in on it, "I think hanging by water in general is a bad idea, but I was bored."

She returned his grin with a light smile of her own. A little bit of her French accent decided to play with her mostly stable American accent, "You'd be surprised. I can stay above water for a really long time."

Finally pulling herself away from the rock, she took a small step around the pond in his direction and with a fleeting glance at the pond so as not to be obviously staring at him, she then spoke, "Never seen you around..."

As she got a little closer and could make out a few more details, she could tell he was, in fact, a pretty decent looking guy. "So why are you out her? I'm just..."

She paused looking back to the fish, spending the briefest of moments on one swimming alone, before turning her gaze back to him, "Escaping life for a bit."

[Rhys Freeman]

He had to agree with her, though he didn't voice it in that moment.  Hanging by the water was definitely a dumb idea. He himself wasn't the biggest fan of anything water related, but he didn't need to go spouting out unprompted information about himself.  He didn't really enjoy telling other's about himself unless necessary, choosing to be somewhat secretive.

He snorted as she continued, shaking his head.  "As long as you don't smack yer head on that rock or somethin' on the way down." He pointed out, which was plenty likely in his opinion.  She looked young and she was a girl.  Young girls, in his experience, weren't always the smartest. Then again, most thought the same about him.  And they weren't wrong.

"That's cause I don't come around." He offered, which was somewhat true.  He'd been in the area for half his life and there was a decent chance he'd be there for the rest.  His sister wasn't going anywhere any time soon, and his brothers were both schooling in the area.  He had nowhere else to call home, so there he stayed, in old Pilot Ridge.  This chick was probably a student though, one who was far enough below him in years to not remember his time at Hammel, if she was even there.  She might know his kid brother, though.  He wasn't about to ask her if she knew that little shit.

He considered her question for a moment, not about to break his rule of not offering more information than necessary.  "Had to drop something off with a friend." He explained, which was almost partially true.  "Whatchu got to escape from, huh? Shitty roommate?"

[Serena Varsair]

"Well, then, I'd just hope that there was a cute guy close enough to save my drowning ass," Serena said, curiously seeing how the boy would react. Clearly he was decent looking, and on a night like tonight, Serena really could go for anything, even with a stranger. But Serena couldn't help but be wary of him, not knowing if he was even supposed to be on campus.

"Don't come around as is in you don't have powers, or you graduated..." She left a third instance of or hanging in the air as she hoped it was one of the first two and not 'or you're stalking for girls in the night...' Please be a good guy, Serena hoped to herself. This was a potentially living, breathing ticket to a good time, and Serena wanted very much to cash it in.

The fact that he was dropping something off for a friend was a little reassuring to her, nearly turning off her warning systems entirely, "No, they are great. Just suffocating from the lack of...excitement, I guess. Haven't had a crazy evening in a long time and was just looking for a way out, I guess."

[Rhys Freeman]

He looked over his shoulder, trying to find this cute guy that might save her, because his ass was not getting in the pond to save nobody.  He didn't know how to swim and he didn't like getting nasty fish water on him.  If she was dying and close to the edge he might consider it, but that was probably it.  "Good luck with that." He shot back with a little sniff at the end.  Hell no was he going to save her.. maybe he had something tucked away that could float..

She was just throwing it all out on the table now and he quirked a brow at her.  "I don't go to school." He informed, clearing the air as much as he was currently willing to.  He wasn't about to start talking about what he could and could not do.  Clearly this girl was meta, and a student at that.  She was definitely still in Hammel.

"Girl, classes have been goin' for like five minutes.  How you gonna survive the whole year if you can't last no five minutes?" He taunted, considering her for a moment.  He could be exciting.  Or he could be boring as hell.  He could use a bit of excitement.. it had been a while.  And a girl who was looking for a good time was usually pretty easy.  Offer the right stuff and she'd agree to do anything, which included spreading her legs.


"What kinda crazy you lookin' for, anyway?"

[Serena Varsair]

Well, then. He certainly wasn't a charmer, but then again, did that really matter to her tonight? Serena was hanging out at the pond alone (lonely) and bored (and ever so mildly horny, if we're completely honest), and this guy didn't some like a bad guy, and beggars can't be choosers.

"Oh," was all the silver-haired girl could respond to his statement with. He probably lived in town then? Maybe he wasn't even a meta. Well, it didn't really matter at this point.

"Classes are year-round here. Besides, they don't bother me, I get all my work done," She told him this with confidence. It was true, schoolwork was never a problem. Amazing how much can get done with 21-22 hour wake time.

But Serena couldn't help but wonder a bit about the boy a bit, "So you don't go to school, what do you do then?" She didn't like going out with a complete stranger.

She had finally reached him up close and said, "Can you at least give me a name or somethin'? I'm Serena."

Serena realized that a crazy evening to an average American was probably different than how she knew it. To her, it was maybe some sex, driving around, dancing, music, fun times like that. Nothing truly crazy at the end of the day. "I mean, I'm just looking to get away. Could go for some dancing, or a drive or something like that...or maybe just have some fun with a boy if he were interested...I could do that too."

It wasn't like she minded propositioning him the way she just did, most boys went for it, and he seemed safe enough.

[Rhys Freeman]

He knew classes were year round, but surely she had some new courses now.  It had always dragged on for him too, which was one of the main reasons he never sought out higher education.  School wasn't for him.  He was better with his hands, be it thieving or working respectably with them.  Those hands made him a good chunk of change these days, and if he played his cards right they would continue that way.  As long as he didn't completely piss off his psychotic boss, no easy feat.

Was school all there was? He supposed to a naive girl like her, whose entire world was school, it probably was.  She had no real world experience behind her.  Hell, she wasn't even form around here he gathered considering her accent.  "I work." He explained a little shortly, reminding her that there was a world outside of Hammel. "I build bikes." It sounded shitty, but he knew it wasn't.  They were high end, custom made motorcycles that retailed for tens of thousands of dollars each. That was more information than she needed to know though, so he kept it to that. "Not everyone's got a meal plan." He dug his hands into his pockets, suppressing the urge to fish around for a snack.  He eyed her as she grew closer, noting how pretty she was.  A pretty girl like that, looking for fun, was going to find herself in a lot of trouble.  There weren't a lot of bad folks around, but that didn't mean there weren't any at all.  It was only a matter of time before she found someone that would completely take advantage of her.  He certainly wouldn't mind doing so, but to a limit.  He had a sister and he had respect for girls, even if he found them obnoxious and a little on the tedious side.

"Rhys." He answered in his rough, husky voice looking down at her.  He'd had a foster sister named Serena once.  She'd been a huge bitch and the name left a sour sort of taste in his mouth, but he tried to push it back.  This was not the same girl.  "Well which is it? You wanna go dance or you wanna go find a nice quiet place?" He questioned.  "I'm down for both."

[Serena Varsair]

Serena smiled at him when he brought up what he did, not noticing his attempt to be short with her. "Bikes as in pedals or vroom-vroom?" Despite the language, she said that in a (smiling but) serious way, wanting him to know that she took it seriously. "If I were to guess, I'd think you're a motorcycle boy."

Either he was hungry, contemptuous of the people who lived here, or she was just getting mixed signals entirely. Regardless, his lack of meal plan was of no care to her, "You know, it's a little unorthodox, but if you'd like me to take you out to dinner, I can do it. I may not have a job, but I know it can be tough sometimes. Hope you like McDonalds though, 'cause I do not have much myself."

Her (step)father was loaded, yes, but the money was not shared much with the kids (at least in an allowance sense) and Serena had gotten less than her siblings since she was left the house in France by her grandparents. She barely got him to pay for her new computer, where's she knew her brother had multiple car payments a year covered by him. Then again...she wasn't actually his daughter, and it's not like her mom made much of the money.

"So, Rhys..." She said, letting as much of her French bleed in as she could while still speaking the English language, "How many nice quiet places do you know?"

Serena wanted her intention clear, but she also didn't want to scream that she was a slut (she wasn't) or an idiot (just because she wasn't a genius didn't make her dumb). She was very clear-headed and she just knew what she wanted. And right now, she wanted to have a good time, "I need to unwind and while I like being out and about... privacy can have its own benefits..."